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Feb 2015
And I often find myself looking at the world
through someone elses lens
saying,
"What a beautiful photo. What a beautiful place."
And I mark it in my mind as
somewhere I'd rather be.
And I'm forced back into my own
world.
But I live here everyday,
and maybe it's more beautiful then I remember.
And maybe someday I hope I can inspire
another soul
to see the world through my lens
And hope for more.
Melissa Ann
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Melissa Ann  23/F/LaSalle
(23/F/LaSalle)   
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